Molybdenum was not a dangerous prisoner. He didn't understand why he had been created and imprisoned. He held no ill will towards his captors as this was the first time he had known freedom since his separation from the super organism. Because of this naiveté he also had no concept that the fellows around him could be potentially dangerous violent undesirables. I guess that wasn't an issue as he was also a potentially dangerous violent undesirable.

[quote=@Pragia12]
When they re-opened, the sensation of sunlight was on my back. I couldn’t feel my limbs but, looking down, I was freed and wearing the harness that I had been captured in. Stripped of its plating it was little more than grey rags over my scales. The sedatives were still stopping me from rising to my feet. I had been thrown out from the ship, the steel across my shoulders beginning to feel warm.
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Molybdenum trundled towards the strange giant. The only creature sizeable larger than himself. "Can you stand, friend?" On noticing her limp legs he begins to lean down intending to pick her up. Then he paused as he registers her sizeable claws. He cringes back and pauses and waits a response, deciding to air on the side of caution lest she decide to take offence to his attempt to assist. She could pop him with ease.

[quote=@Dyelli Beybi]
"Obviously the best plan is for me to pretend I'm a Government Tax Inspector sent to check the Mayor's books.  I find some discrepancies and we then use the money I demand in back taxes to purchase clothes and other essential supplies.  Couldn't be easier," she raised an eyebrow just in case someone had missed the sarcasm in her tone.
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Balloon boy noticed the eyebrow twitch. Presumably some kind of muscle spasm. Having no concept of sarcasm he pondered as to why an official that the mayor listened to would dress like a prisoner. He had a vague idea of 'traditions and customs' and figured it must be some bizarre tradition of giving money to the unfortunate. He wasn't sure what she meant by honesty and dishonesty, so on a whim he decided to raise his hand on the second option. In his immature mind the option of taking what they needed and leaving sounded simpler and more appealing.